~ JESSE ~
I woke the next morning and the first thing I was aware of was that parts of my body hurt.
I opened my eyes, confused, then blinked and sat bolt upright.
It took a moment to remember that the dark, masculine chamber was Cazz's. I turned quickly, reaching out for the other side of the bed-but it was cold, the sheets and blankets undisturbed, and the pillowcase uncreased.
A pang landed right in the pit of my stomach.
When the door opened, I yanked the quilt up to my chest, but it was a female servant hustling in with her arms full of clothes.
"Here you are, Sire," she said, smiling, but keeping her eyes and chin low. "His Highness sent these for you. If you would like others, he's instructed me to go get them for you." She placed the bundle of clothes on the end of the bed, then folded her hands at her waist. "I'll also bring your breakfast if you'll tell me what you would prefer?"
